[Wuxia] First Travel to The Condor Heroes, Then to the Tang Dynasty (Complete) - 3

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Chapter Twenty-Three:

Suddenly, Li Mochou, seemingly out of nowhere, ran off to join Huang Rong in tormenting Yin Zhiping. "Stop!" a sharp shout rang out. Yang Liming turned around and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest in a grey robe and a middle-aged nun, also in grey robes, enter. The one who had shouted was the nun. "Uncle-Master Sun, Uncle-Master Ma, help me!" Yin Zhiping, his face swollen from the beating, cried out breathlessly upon seeing them. Yang Liming immediately recognized them from their cries: Ma Yu, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, and Sun Bu'er, the Pure and Serene Hermit. "What are you doing? Stop!" Sun Bu'er roared, seeing Huang Rong and Li Mochou seemingly ignoring their presence and continuing to discipline her disciple. "What are you doing, nun? Why are you yelling? Can't you see I'm busy?" Li Mochou finally noticed her and stopped abusing Yin Zhiping, addressing her. Huang Rong, though unaware of the sudden appearance of the little girl, saw that she had returned with her brother and shared the same goal. She chimed in, "Yes, nun, why are you yelling? Have you taken the wrong medicine?" Sun Bu'er held a high position in the Quanzhen Sect. Her senior brothers, being the youngest, doted on her and rarely disobeyed her, which fostered her still-tempered personality even in middle age. When had she ever been disrespected by two immature girls? Her anger flared instantly. "Two brats, you think you're right to hurt a member of the Quanzhen Sect!" With that, she raised her hand, intending to slap Huang Rong, who was closer. "Hmph," Yang Liming, standing nearby, saw someone about to harm his intended concubine; how could he stand idly by? With a cold snort, she stepped forward and grabbed Sun Bu'er's raised hand, clenching it tightly in her palm. "The Daoist Master has arrived, yet you attack without even asking what's going on? Isn't that a bit too barbaric and unreasonable?" "Eh!" Huang Rong and Li Mochou chimed in, sticking out their tongues and making faces at her. Nianci, standing nearby, also frowned, thinking, "Isn't the Quanzhen Sect a bit too domineering?" Sun Bu'er had actually regretted raising her hand to hit Huang Rong the moment she did, thinking to herself, "I'm over forty years old, how can I argue with two kids who're only ten or so!" "But her face grew increasingly dark, so gloomy it seemed like it was about to rain. It wasn't because of the two girls' faces, nor because of Yang Liming's words. It was because Yang Liming had forgotten something. In ancient times, the separation of men and women was very strict, especially in the Song Dynasty where Yang Liming lived. Even though Sun Bu'er was over forty, even though she was a Daoist nun, she was still a woman. Yang Liming's act of taking her hand without explanation was, in that era, a serious insult to her reputation. "Boy, how dare you!" Sun Bu'er roared, pulling her hand back from Yang Liming's grasp. Enraged, she channeled her inner strength and struck Yang Liming's right ribs with a palm strike, her palm brimming with thick, concentrated internal energy. If it landed, even Yang Liming, with his late-stage acquired cultivation, would surely have his spleen ruptured and die from the shock. Sun Bu'er was not comparable to Yang Kang, a novice at the early stage of acquired cultivation. "Ah!" Four screams erupted. "Brother Yang!" "Brother Ming!" "You lecherous scoundrel!" the three women cried out in unison. Joining them was Ma Yu, who pleaded, "Junior sister, have mercy!" "After all, Yang Liming and his group are guests at the Quanzhen Sect. If Sun Bu'er really kills their guests, the Quanzhen Sect will truly be despised by the entire martial arts world! So Ma Yu was also anxious. Yang Liming was also startled; he hadn't expected Sun Bu'er to suddenly attack him. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and barely managed to use his Innate Skill to block. 'Boom!' The two palms clashed. Sun Bu'er stood still, only his shoulder swayed. But Yang Liming staggered backward, only stopping when he crashed into a pillar. A tightness gripped his chest, and he felt like he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. Although both of them had just entered the late stage of the Acquired Realm, Yang Liming had only managed to use 50% of his power in time to attack. If it weren't for his physical strength being far superior to that of ordinary people, it wouldn't have been as simple as just spitting out blood. 'Brother Yang, are you alright?' Huang Rong and Mu Nianci's voices were full of panic. They ran over to support Yang Liming. 'Yes, you lecherous scoundrel, are you alright?'" "Li Mochou also pretended to be indifferent and asked. After calming her chest, she looked at the girls who were concerned about her and said softly, "I'm fine now. Don't worry." "Hey! You dead nun, are you a mad dog? Why are you suddenly biting people? You call yourselves a righteous sect, Father was right, you are all a bunch of hypocrites!" Huang Rong glared at Sun Bu'er and Wang Chuyi and said sharply. Yang Liming also looked at them with a gloomy face and said, "This is the way the Quanzhen Sect treats its guests." He still didn't understand why Sun Bu'er would suddenly attack him. He only thought that this dead nun was narrow-minded. Ma Yu stepped forward and clasped his hands and said, "My sister was indeed wrong just now, I'm really sorry, is this young master alright?" "Hmph, I'm tough, it's good that I'm not dead!" Embarrassed by Yang Liming's words, Ma Yu glanced at Yin Zhiping, whose head was swollen like a pig's, and continued, "Although it was our Quanzhen Sect's fault just now, since you gentlemen are guests of our sect, why did you harm our Quanzhen Sect disciples?" Although there was a hint of apology in her tone, it was also clearly laced with blame. This time, without Yang Liming's reply, Huang Rong jumped out, angrily pointing at Yin Zhiping on the ground, and said, "You stinking Taoist priest, how dare you say that? Ask that stinking Taoist priest on the ground yourself!" Although Ma Yu frowned slightly when a young girl called him a "stinky Taoist priest," he wasn't angry. After all, among the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, he had the best temper. If it were Qiu Chuji, he probably would have been furious. Just then, Sun Bu'er, who had been staring blankly at his hand after exchanging a palm strike with Yang Liming, suddenly looked up. The anger on his face disappeared for some reason. He hurriedly said to Ma Yu, "Senior brother, don't say anything else yet. I have something very important to ask you." After saying that, he turned to Ma Yu with a strange and excited expression and said, "Was it my master's Innate Skill that you used just now? Don't say no, I absolutely cannot mistake my master's martial arts." Upon hearing this, both Yang Liming and Ma Yu's expressions became quite interesting. One was inwardly excited, while Yang Liming felt like a thief had been caught red-handed. After all, the Innate Skill belonged to the Quanzhen Sect, and now he'd been caught by its rightful master. Even with his thick skin, he almost couldn't bear it. "Him? How could I forget? The Innate Skill originally belonged to their master. With my familiarity with it, how could Sun Bu'er not notice?" Although he thought this, Yang Liming didn't regret exchanging blows with Sun Bu'er. After all, if he had held back, he might have been half-dead by Sun Bu'er's palm strike. Although Yang Liming awkwardly admitted to stealing someone else's martial arts, he didn't want to deny it. "I learned it, so what? You've caught me. Do you think I can't admit it? I don't believe you can do anything to me." He then raised his head arrogantly and said, "So what if I did? I did learn your master's Innate Skill." Seeing that he admitted it, Ma Yu and Sun Bu'er weren't angry at all; instead, they were overjoyed, their expressions full of enthusiasm as they looked at Yang Liming. Ma Yu said to Sun Bu'er, "Quickly, junior sister, call all the fellow disciples over. I have something important to announce." "Uh, have these two Taoists lost their minds? I secretly learned their Quanzhen Sect's martial arts, and they're so happy and enthusiastic. Are they the legendary lunatics?" Yang Liming thought to himself, watching Sun Bu'er run off to call for help. "Uh, Master Ma, what are you doing?" "Hehe, little brother, don't ask yet. You'll find out soon enough. Hehe." Ma Yu actually grinned foolishly at him. Now, not only Yang Liming was confused, but even the girls were full of questions. A moment later, the other members of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen appeared in their sight. Leading the way was Qiu Chuji, the only one familiar to Yang Liming. He said to Ma Yu as he walked, "Senior Brother, why did you have Junior Sister call us here so urgently? What's the matter?" Before Ma Yu could answer, Qiu Chuji suddenly saw the injured Yin Zhiping lying on the ground. His eyes widened. "Whose disciple are you? How dare you stand like this in the middle of the road!" "Master, I am your disciple, Zhiping!" Yin Zhiping cried out inwardly, feeling wronged. How could you not even recognize your own disciple? "Zhiping?" Qiu Chuji looked at Yin Zhiping's face on the ground, full of confusion. The women and Yang Liming also looked at Yin Zhiping on the ground, his face swollen like a pig's head by Huang Rong and Li Mochou. Then, seeing Qiu Chuji's expression, they all burst out laughing. The old Taoist's eyes were filled with, "My disciple? No way! Zhiping isn't as handsome as you!" "

Chapter Twenty-Four: Becoming the Big Brother of the Quanzhen Sect. "Zhiping, how did you get into this state? Tell your master who did this!" After careful observation, Qiu Chuji finally concluded that the pig-headed man on the ground was indeed his prized disciple, Yin Zhiping. Seeing his disciple's miserable state, he was furious. Yin Zhiping dared not tell him that he had been caught red-handed for making inappropriate advances towards two women and had been beaten to this state. Otherwise, given Qiu Chuji's personality, he would have torn him to pieces! He stammered, unable to speak. At this moment, Ma Yu couldn't help but say to Qiu Chuji, who was about to ask about Yin Zhiping again, "Junior Brother Qiu, we'll discuss Zhiping's matter later. I've gathered you all here today because there's something important to discuss." Then, turning his back to Yang Liming, he said earnestly, "Young Friend Yang, could you demonstrate your Innate Skill again for my fellow disciples to observe?" Ma Yu's request was like a stone sinking into the sea; Yang Liming did not respond. Ma Yu turned around in surprise, his face immediately darkening. He felt as if several crows were cawing above his head. "So you weren't even listening to me!" Yang Liming had completely ignored the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. He was flirting with several girls behind them. "Brother Ming, are these Taoist priests who suddenly appeared here to seek revenge on Rong'er? What if they blame Rong'er for hitting their people and want to fight back?" She then feigned fear, looking pitifully at Yang Liming. Yang Liming, of course, knew what his Rong'er sister wanted to hear. He quickly patted his chest loudly, looking at Huang Rong with tender eyes and promising, "Rong'er, don't worry, Brother Ming will absolutely not let them hurt my most precious Rong'er. Even if they use that damned Big Dipper Formation that Brother Ming can't defeat, I will fight desperately in front of Rong'er, even if I am stabbed a thousand times, I will never back down." Although he knew perfectly well that Brother Ming was probably just saying nice things to make him feel touched. But her face flushed red, her heart overflowing with tenderness and affection. She said shyly, "You're such a chatterbox! I don't believe you!" "Oh dear, Rong'er, how can you not believe me? This will only hurt my feelings!" He then feigned nervousness, grabbing Huang Rong's small hand and placing it on his chest. "Feel it, see how sincere my heart is!" he said. "To show that what Brother Ming just said is all true, Brother Ming has decided to sing a song he composed for you and Nianci." Hearing that she was included, Mu Nianci immediately perked up her ears to listen carefully. Yang Liming shamelessly sang in his off-key voice, "I love you, I love you, like a mouse loves rice. No matter how much wind and rain, I will still be with you. I miss you, I think of you. No matter how bitter it is, as long as it makes you happy, I'm willing to do anything..." Huang and Mu didn't find his off-key singing unpleasant; instead, they were both deeply moved. With tears welling in her eyes, she whispered, "Brother," "Big Brother." (Author: Please, when did this song become something you made up yourself!) "A lecherous scoundrel is a lecherous scoundrel, shameless!" Li Mochou saw him flirting with Huang Rong, and singing only for Huang Rong and Mu Nianci. He had forgotten about her, and she was unhappy, pouting as she called out. It wasn't that she had fallen for Yang Liming; it was purely because the little girl felt that she had taken such a big advantage of him in the Ancient Tomb, but now he was ignoring her, and she was just feeling unbalanced. "Uh, young friend, please hear me out," Yang Liming said, though annoyed that someone had interrupted his chance to deepen his relationship with Rong'er and Nianci. But he still turned around and cupped his hands, saying, "Master Ma, what can I do for you?" After all, they were on Quanzhen Sect territory now. "Young friend Yang, could you demonstrate your Innate Skill again for my fellow disciples to see?" "Ma Yu had no choice but to repeat the sentence. He was deeply moved! 'You finally heard me calling you!' Yang Liming, hearing the question, replied without hesitation, 'Of course, no problem.' Having admitted to learning the Innate Skill, he had no intention of hiding it any longer. Yang Liming had thought it over carefully; he had nothing to hide. Anyway, the manual was left by your master to those destined to receive it. Blame your master if you want. The prerequisite is that you have the guts. 'Senior Brother Ma, are you telling the truth? Young Brother Yang really knows Master's Innate Skill, then isn't he the person Master was talking about?' Qiu Chuji, hearing Ma Yu's words, finally understood why Ma Yu had called them over. 'Yes, yes!' the other disciples echoed. Yang Liming didn't bother to think about what the 'person' in the Seven Masters' words meant. He immediately channeled the inner force of the Innate Skill and struck out with his palm. 'Wow! It really is the Innate Skill!' Relying on their familiarity with the Innate Skill, the seven disciples immediately confirmed Yang Liming's inner force attribute. They all exclaimed excitedly." The commotion was deafening. They seemed utterly shocked. "Uh, have these Taoists lost their minds?" Yang Liming and the three women rubbed their heads, wondering. In their eyes, the Taoists, after their initial shock, exchanged glances, then all bowed respectfully to Yang Liming, saying, "Ma Yu, Tan Changzhen, Liu Changsheng, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong, and Sun Bu'er of the Quanzhen School greet our Headmaster." Yang Liming, bewildered, said, "Eh, Master Ma, isn't the Headmaster of the Quanzhen School yourself? Who are you bowing to? Could there be someone else who is the Headmaster of the Quanzhen School? And they've already arrived here?" He then looked around, glancing to see if anyone else was there. He thought to himself, "When I read *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, I didn't notice there was a Headmaster behind the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. Did Mr. Jin Yong forget to include him?" "At this moment, Sun Bu'er said, "No need to look for the headmaster anymore, we're talking about you!" "I—" Yang Liming pointed to his nose and shouted. Seeing Sun Bu'er nod, he was certain she wasn't mistaken. He immediately said, "Hey, Master Sun, I can understand that you're the youngest among the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, so you might feel unbalanced, but you can't just call anyone 'junior brother' and randomly claim kinship!" He took a breath and continued, "It's one thing for you to randomly claim kinship, but how can you even take away your senior brother Ma's position as headmaster?! That's really not fair." Sun Bu'er was speechless. He almost shouted, "Are you kidding me?!" It wasn't until all the Seven Masters of Quanzhen called him headmaster that he was sure Sun Bu'er wasn't randomly claiming kinship. "Hey, are you all mistaken? When did I become your junior brother? It's just because I learned the Innate Skill!" After his momentary daze, Yang Liming had regained his senses. Although he didn't know exactly why these Taoist priests kept calling him "Junior Brother," it was definitely related to the Innate Skill. "Master left a will stating that as long as the Seven Masters of Quanzhen were still alive, if anyone appeared who practiced the Innate Skill left by Master, that person would surely become the leader of our sect." Yang Liming understood that the person Wang Chongyang had designated as his destined successor was not only to inherit Wang Chongyang's Innate Skill but also his Quanzhen sect. "Damn, no wonder the first page of the Innate Skill manual says, 'The one who obtains this manual will surely be a disciple of Wang Chongyang from another life.' So that's what it means! I didn't take it seriously when I first saw it." "Wait, wait, fellow Taoists, I am a super promising young man, destined to marry the most beautiful woman in the world." "Saying this, he pointed at Mu Nianci and Huang Rong. "He continued, "How can they become Taoist priests! Isn't this a loss for all the beauties in the world? Can you bear to do this?!" "Shameless, shameless!" Everyone present, after hearing Yang Liming's words, mentally labeled him. "Junior Brother, are you sure you won't become a Taoist priest?" Ma Yu asked. "Absolutely not, no discussion. You can keep the position of Sect Leader Ma yourself." Yang Liming firmly refused. He was joking, becoming a Taoist priest? That was taking his life! "What should we do?" the Seven Masters of Quanzhen thought to themselves. The Quanzhen Sect's doctrine dictated that the sect leader must be a Taoist priest. But their master had appointed Yang Liming as sect leader. The master's command and the sect's doctrine clashed, causing them great inner turmoil. "Should we force him?" the Seven Masters of Quanzhen thought. But they immediately rejected the idea. Leaving aside the fact that forcing someone to become a Taoist priest would invite ridicule from the martial arts world, the person they were forcing was their future leader. That was absolutely impossible. "Uh, fellow disciples, if you don't want me to become a monk, I'll reluctantly take on the position of sect leader!" Yang Liming said, his face contorted with pain, as if being the leader of the Quanzhen Sect was some great injustice. In reality, however, he was thinking, "Young Master Wang Chongyang really loves you too much, sending me a whole bunch of followers. The Quanzhen Sect is the number one sect in the world, with at least eight or ten thousand disciples. If there's trouble in the future, you Seven Masters of Quanzhen will step up, and I, the sect leader, will enjoy the good fortune. Of course, the prerequisite is that you promise me you won't become a monk." After a struggle within his heart, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen ultimately succumbed to their master's command. Ma Yu stepped forward and said, "Since Junior Brother is unwilling to become a monk, we will not force him. However, we must obey Master's orders. Please come with us to the main hall tomorrow morning. I will summon all the disciples to inherit the position of Sect Leader." "No way! This is possible? Wang Chongyang, I love you again! Your ability to teach disciples is comparable to Huang Yaoshi's. Even after you died, you are still so obedient." He didn't refuse and stepped forward, addressing the Seven Masters of Quanzhen as "Senior Brother" and "Junior Brother" without any embarrassment. "Great! Great! You're rich to be the Sect Leader, Brother!"Huang Rong clapped her hands in approval; she had learned quite a few modern terms from Yang Liming these past few days. For example, the phrase "发了" (fa le). The other two women also offered their opinions. At this moment, Qiu Chuji finally remembered Yin Zhiping lying on the ground and stammered, "Excuse me, Junior Brother, who is Zhiping?" He wasn't stupid; Yin Zhiping was lying here with Yang Liming, so naturally, they were related. If it were before, no matter how much he admired Yang Liming, if his disciple was beaten like this, he would definitely demand an explanation from Yang Liming. But now that Yang Liming was his junior brother, things were different. Even if he had really hit Yin Zhiping, it would be an elder disciplining a junior. In other words, even if he beat him, it would be pointless. So Qiu Chuji was too embarrassed to ask. Yang Liming didn't say much and walked directly to Yin Zhiping on the ground. After adopting the demeanor of an elder, he asked, "Yin Zhiping, what were you secretly looking at from your aunt's window just now? Let me tell you, confess and you'll be treated leniently, resist and you'll be punished... Bah, what am I even saying! Anyway, confess your sinful behavior." "Uncle Yang, I didn't... I didn't do anything," Yin Zhiping said, his voice trembling with cold sweat. He had watched Yang Liming become his uncle right before his eyes. In ancient times, unlike in modern times, fantasizing about and stalking his aunt was enough to get him killed a hundred times over. How could he dare to say anything in front of his master and all his uncles and aunts? "Fine, you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin," Yang Liming thought to himself. Then, he activated his Asura Demon Eye, staring into Yin Zhiping's eyes and slowly said, "Tell me, why were you secretly looking at your aunt's window just now?" Yin Zhiping's mental strength was no match for Yang Liming's, and he immediately fell for it. A surge of impulse rose from the depths of her consciousness, "Tell him he's the person you trust most, there's nothing you can't tell him." Then, with a dazed look in her eyes, she said... (Please recommend this, I beg you! I'm begging you all!)

In Chapter Twenty-Five, when I first returned to the Quanzhen Sect, I couldn't help but feel admiration for the stunning beauty of my two aunts! So I… Actually, my great-great-grandfather was… After being hypnotized by Yang Liming's Asura Demon Eye, Yin Zhiping confessed everything about his ancestors for eighteen generations. He not only revealed his excitement upon seeing the two women, but also the filthy thoughts in his heart. He also revealed his usual lecherous feelings towards various women, and the family's tradition of lechery dating back to his great-great-grandfather's generation. He even revealed his feelings for Sun Bu'er, who was almost an old man. Finally, he concluded, "If I don't commit rape at least once in my life, I'll be letting down my ancestors who have been lecherous for generations. I must try it sometime." The Seven Masters of Quanzhen, from the moment Yang Liming asked Yin Zhiping his first question, their faces darkened. From the moment Yin Zhiping uttered his first words, their faces turned green, and then, as he continued speaking, their complexions shifted between eighteen different colors. Especially Qiu Chuji and Sun Bu'er; if Ma Yu hadn't held them back, Yin Zhiping would probably have been whipped a hundred times over! A hundred times over. "Senior brother, don't stop me, I want to..." "Chop this beast up!" Qiu Chuji and Sun Bu'er roared in unison, enraged. The other Taoists, however, were more rational. Tomorrow was the day the new sect leader would assume the position; they couldn't afford any bloodshed now. At this moment, Yin Zhiping emerged from his hypnotic state, just as he was about to ask himself if he had said something, when he saw his master and Uncle Sun angrily approaching him. "You beast! I was going to clean house today, but considering tomorrow is the auspicious day for Junior Brother Yang to inherit the sect leader position, I'll spare your dog's life for now. Come with me!" With that, he and Sun Bu'er broke Yin Zhiping's limbs. Then, carrying the groaning Yin Zhiping, they turned and left. He had lost face terribly today; how could he have the face to stay here after teaching his disciple to such a state! After Qiu Chuji left, the other six Taoists instructed Yang Liming to go to the square the next morning to take over the sect leader position before also departing. As soon as the Seven Masters of Quanzhen left, Huang Rong grabbed Yang Liming's arm and shook it, her pretty little eyebrows furrowed, and asked him, "Brother Ming, who is this little girl? How come you came back with her? What's your relationship?" The little girl she was referring to was naturally Li Mochou. He hadn't had time to ask earlier because of Yin Zhiping's matter. Now he absolutely had to find out. Huang Rong wasn't a generous person. The reason she had accepted Mu Nianci before was mainly because she and Yang Liming hadn't yet confirmed their feelings for each other, which gave Mu Nianci the opportunity to interfere. But now, Huang Rong was acting like Yang Liming's wife! Yang Liming could easily hear the sour jealousy in his Rong'er's tone! But explaining about Li Mochou was impossible for him. He and Li Mochou really didn't have any relationship; they had only met today. But this guy had taken advantage of the young girl completely in the Ancient Tomb. What a predicament! Just as Yang Liming was at a loss for words, a cold snort seemed to drift in from afar. Upon hearing it, Yang Liming immediately felt dizzy, nauseous, and as if his blood was surging. He shook his head vigorously to clear his mind, and a thought flashed through his mind: a master, definitely a super master! He was now at least on par with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, yet just hearing this cold snort almost caused him internal injuries—it was terrifying! Innate level, definitely Innate level! He immediately clasped his hands and bowed to the surroundings, saying, "May I ask which senior has graced our Quanzhen Sect with their presence? May I ask to come out and receive your guidance?" This kid has shamelessly made the Quanzhen Sect his own private property! The women had also heard the cold snort, but unlike Yang Liming, they hadn't been affected. This showed that the newcomer's control over internal energy had reached an unparalleled level. They also quickly looked around. They found nothing. "Huh, did I hear wrong?" the women thought to themselves. Another cold snort rang out, and Yang Liming and the women finally pinpointed the source of the sound. They all looked up and saw a tall, thin figure descending from an inconspicuous rooftop. The figure was ethereal, like a ghost, and was dressed in a blue robe. Most striking was his stiff, lifeless face. With such a distinctive appearance and clothing, Yang Liming only needed a slight frown to recognize him. "So it's him. No wonder even a cold snort has such power," Yang Liming thought with a sudden realization after seeing the person's face clearly. "Damn!""How could he be here? This is terrible!" This kid doesn't even realize he's already lured Huang Rong away, completely ruining the plot. What's so strange about him being here? The newcomer saw Yang Liming still holding half of Huang Rong's body, his hands still moving on her waist, clearly taking advantage of her. Anger flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent poured forth. (This was Yang Liming's habitual gesture, not something he was deliberately doing for him.) Yang Liming knew immediately from the newcomer's gaze that he was in trouble! Sure enough, as Yang Liming expected, the newcomer immediately formed a palm strike with one hand, bypassing Huang Rong at a strange angle and swiftly attacking Yang Liming. Yang Liming wasn't sure if the newcomer would actually finish him off with one blow, and hurriedly tried to dodge. But suddenly, he felt the surrounding air thicken instantly, and a powerful pressure from the other side tightened around him, making it impossible to dodge. Gathering all his strength, he could only barely raise his hand to block. He thought to himself, "My life is in danger now. Huang Yaoshi, you didn't have to be so ruthless!" "I'm your future son-in-law, after all!" "Ah, no!" A figure blocked Yang Liming's path—it was Huang Rong, the closest person to him. Seeing this, Yang Liming, though knowing Huang Yaoshi wouldn't harm his daughter, was still startled. Fortunately, Huang Yaoshi's skills were excellent, and he withdrew his palm in time. He angrily said, "Girl, are you out of your mind?" Mu Nianci, unaware of the newcomer's identity, was also sweating for Huang Rong. But then she saw Huang Rong giggle, suddenly throwing herself into Huang Yaoshi's arms, shaking his hand, "Hehe, Daddy wouldn't bear to hit Rong'er." Then she playfully scratched Huang Yaoshi's face. "Daddy, why...why does your face look like this?" Is that a mask you're wearing? Take it off and let me see, okay? A clear, cheerful voice chattered incessantly, her face beaming with joy, clearly showing her delight at seeing Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi doted on Huang Rong, and although he was angry that she had run away from home, seeing her like this, he could no longer muster any anger. He lovingly removed his mask and handed it to Huang Rong, deliberately putting on a stern face as he said, "Hmph, do you still remember your father, you little brat?" As soon as he removed his mask, everyone's eyes lit up, and they secretly praised him. He was lean and handsome, with a refined and elegant demeanor, aloof and dignified, almost divine. One word: handsome! "Damn, he's so old, why is he so handsome? Isn't that just discouraging?" "Yang Liming thought resentfully. Huang Rong, hearing her father's words, knew he wasn't truly angry with her, so she joked around, saying a few kind words and then clinging to his arm, acting coquettishly. Huang Yaoshi stroked his daughter's head, shaking his head helplessly. Seeing her father's expression, Huang Rong knew she had passed the test. She happily pulled Huang Yaoshi to Yang Liming and said shyly, "Brother Ming, this is my father." Before Yang Liming could speak, Huang Yaoshi coldly asked him, "Do you like Rong'er?" "Uh." Yang Liming was caught off guard by Huang Yaoshi's direct question. "Father, how can you ask Brother Ming like that?" Huang Rong immediately shook his arm, acting coquettishly. However, Huang Yaoshi ignored Huang Rong and continued to look at Yang Liming, asking him again, "Do you like him or not?" "I like him." Yang Liming quickly replied firmly. "Hmph, since you like Rong'er, then what about this woman?" Huang Yaoshi pointed at Mu Nianci. Hearing this, Yang Liming finally understood why he seemed to dislike him from the start—this was the main reason! Not wanting Nianci to suffer, Yang Liming truthfully replied, "She and Rong'er are both the most important people to me." Mu Nianci was deeply moved. Huang Yaoshi laughed heartily, "Good, good, you dare say that to my face, you have some guts." But then his face turned cold. "I'll give you a chance. Kill this woman immediately, and I'll give you Rong'er. If you refuse, I'll kill you." "Father, how could you do this?" "You freak, how could you force this lecherous scoundrel like this? You're too wicked!" Before Yang Liming could answer, Huang Rong and Li Mochou cried out. Huang Yaoshi ignored his daughter. He didn't care that Li Mochou called him a bad person; after all, in his eyes, Li Mochou was just a child. "What, speak up!" Huang Yaoshi pressed. "Impossible! I won't give up either of them; I want both." "What? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you right now?" Huang Yaoshi said menacingly after hearing his words. "So what? Just because of that, should I grovel before you and betray my own lover? Besides, you won't kill me," Yang Liming said confidently to Huang Yaoshi. Huang Yaoshi's eyes flashed with a mixture of amusement and confusion. He said strangely, "Why wouldn't I kill you?" "Nonsense! If you kill me, your daughter will be a widow for life!"

Chapter Twenty-Six: The One-Year Promise "Nonsense! If you kill me, your daughter will be a widow for life!" "I wondered what reason you had! As long as I didn't marry my daughter off to someone else after killing you, that's enough. I've given you a chance; since you refused, then die!" With that, before anyone could react, Huang Yaoshi attacked Yang Liming like a gust of wind. Yang Liming only felt a blink of an eye, and Huang Yaoshi was already in front of him. Before he could even raise a finger, he was struck by a powerful blow to the chest and sent flying like a cannonball. "Ah!" Three screams rang out. Mu Nianci and the little girl rushed to Yang Liming, who lay on the ground. Huang Rong burst into tears, throwing herself into her father's arms, her little fists pounding Huang Yaoshi's chest like raindrops. "Rong'er won't allow you to kill Brother Ming, won't allow you to kill Brother Ming! Rong'er hates Father to death!" "Alright...alright, that boy is alright. Do you want to beat Father to death?" Huang Yaoshi quickly calmed his daughter down when he saw she was about to lose her temper. Yang Liming, lying on the ground, was in pain from the shock and couldn't speak for a moment. But he was secretly laughing to himself. He was right after all. Huang Yaoshi wouldn't really kill him. Otherwise, if a master of the Innate Realm had struck him in the chest with full force, he wouldn't be alive. "Boy, what's your decision now? Do you want to take Rong'er, or do you want to be struck by my real palm again?" He was about to answer as Nianci helped him up, swaying slightly. Unexpectedly, Nianci stepped in front of him first, her expression pitiful, and said, "Senior Huang, please don't make things difficult for my brother anymore. If it's just for Rong'er's happiness, then kill Nianci!" "Oh," Huang Yaoshi looked at his daughter's rival with some surprise, and nodded approvingly, "You're a pretty good girl, qualified to share a husband with my daughter. But I wonder what qualifications someone has to take both of you at the same time." He glanced sideways at Yang Liming. "At this moment, Yang Liming finally exploded. Today, he was constantly being protected by his women, which made him, who already had a tendency towards male chauvinism, extremely unhappy. Not to mention, he had been beaten and ridiculed by Huang Yaoshi. Now he was being despised by him. All of this combined made him no longer care whether Huang Yaoshi was Huang Rong's father or his future father-in-law. He didn't even care that Huang Yaoshi's martial arts were much higher than his own. He jumped up and cursed, "You bastard Huang Yaoshi, whether I'm qualified to take Nianci and Rong'er is none of your business!"我喜欢蓉儿和念慈，她们也喜欢我，就要取她们了又怎么样。你个吃饱了撑着的老混蛋，没事跑出来多管闲事干什么。”黄药师脸色怒极，“好。你小子竟然敢骂我。我黄老邪几十年没有人敢骂过了，你想死是吗？”“屁了，你个受虐狂，我骂你又怎么样。今天你武功比我高，就逼我做着做那，改天我武功比你高时，我不只要骂你，还要揍你呢。”反正豁出去了，要骂就骂个痛快。杨立名心道。“哈哈哈哈哈，好！你小子的这性子，我倒是喜欢。如果你刚才对我唯唯诺诺的，黄老邪我二话不说，带着蓉儿就走”“靠，老变态，被人骂了还笑那么痛快。”杨立名心里再诋毁道。“既然你喜欢蓉儿，蓉儿又似乎非你不嫁的样子，那我就给你一个机会。只要你真的能做到像你刚才所说的武功比我高后，再揍我一顿。我就不管你有几个女人，把蓉儿嫁给你。”黄药师提出了一个让杨立名更加深信了他是受虐狂的要求。“好，你说的是真的”既然有人提出那么贱的要求，杨立名又怎么能忍心不答应呢！“不过，你只有一年的时间，一年后你来桃花岛和我打一架。如果输了的话，我让你再去修炼一年，第二年再回来和我一战，诺是仍输了，那你一辈子不要再来见蓉儿了。”“靠你赖皮，才两年。你也不想想，你自己从我这样的后天后期，修炼到先天初期花了多少时间啊！”“爹，你这样根本就是为难名哥哥，不公平啊”杨立名和黄蓉同时喊道。“没有什么不公平的，怎么……你小子怕了？如果你不比我强，我怎么放心吧女儿给你。 "Ignoring their objections, Huang Yaoshi said calmly, "Nonsense, you're the one who's scared. Fine... I agree. If I lose, I will never set foot on your Peach Blossom Island again in this lifetime." Yang Liming agreed after being provoked by Huang Yaoshi. It wasn't that he was reckless; others might not be able to advance from the late stage of the Acquired Realm to the Innate Realm in just two years, after all, there's a significant dividing line between the Acquired and Innate Realms. But Yang Liming was confident that with Xiaobai's help, nothing was impossible for him. "You've got guts. Since you've agreed, I'll go back to Peach Blossom Island now and wait for your challenge. Rong'er, let's go." "Wait, wait, wait, Huang Yaoshi, no, I mean, Senior Huang, could you let Rong'er stay? I'll definitely beat you within two years." Huang Yaoshi looked at him with amusement, "You wish! You won't see Rong'er until you beat me." Saying this, he grabbed Huang Rong and was about to leave. "Father!" "I don't want to!" "What's wrong, Rong'er? You've had enough. Come back with your father first. If that boy really cares about you, he'll come to see you within two years." "Wait a minute, I want to say a few last words to Brother Ming." Huang Rong broke free from her father's hand, pulled Yang Liming to a corner, and held a temporary farewell ceremony. "Brother Ming, how could you agree to Father's request? You don't want Rong'er anymore?" Huang Rong said to Yang Liming in the corner, her eyes red. She knew how high her father's martial arts skills were; in her opinion, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the best in the world. She had no hope that her lover would surpass her father within two years. "Haha, what are you saying, Rong'er? Even if I don't give up my own life, I won't abandon you! Didn't you hear me clearly? I only said that if I lost, I would never climb back into Peach Blossom Island. But I never intended to climb back in; I only wanted to walk in." "Hehe," Huang Rong was overjoyed upon hearing this. She hadn't expected her sweetheart to play word games with her father. Now she was completely relieved. Excitedly, she gave Yang Liming a little peck on the cheek. Softly, she said, "Brother Ming, you must come quickly, Rong'er is waiting for you. If you keep Rong'er waiting too long, Rong'er will never speak to you again." After saying this, with teary eyes, she left with Huang Yaoshi, looking back every few steps. Yang Liming stood there blankly, watching Huang Rong's figure grow smaller and smaller until it disappeared from sight, vowing fiercely in his heart, "I must become stronger quickly, I must. I will never let my woman stand in my way again!" (This chapter isn't very long. I'll try uploading another chapter at 10 PM tonight.) ((After writing over 10,000 words, I'm finally getting to the main point. Please give me some recommendations and add it to your favorites. I'm here, bowing once, twice, three times.)

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Nianci Loses Her Virginity. "Brother, don't be sad. Nianci believes you'll definitely be able to marry Rong'er in a year." Seeing Yang Liming's somewhat dejected expression, Nianci knew her lover was upset. She quickly tried to make up some words to comfort him, even though she wasn't very good with words. Lin Wanrong, seeing her blushing face and sincere expression, felt both touched and amused. "Oh! This girl is so adorable, she never thinks of herself. She only cares about making her older brother happy. She doesn't even care if her older brother takes a few more women. So touching! Where could I find such a lovely and obedient darling?" He quickly pulled her soft, boneless body into his arms, closed his eyes, and whispered, "Don't worry, Nianci, my little darling, I'm not sad. With a girl like you who makes my heart ache, what is there to be sad about?" "Rong'er is so devoted to me, and my Nianci is even more devoted to me. Nianci, I will never let you down in this life!" Nianci blushed slightly, her eyes glistening with tears, and she gave a soft "Mmm," tightly hugging her brother's waist. The two of them were so affectionate, completely forgetting about a little third wheel. Li Mochou, the little loli, was displeased. She pouted and shouted, "Hey, you big lecher, do you think I don't exist? I was going to tell you to do your best next year and beat that arrogant old monster until he peed his ass. Now I curse you to be beaten until you peed your ass by that old monster. Humph!" Hearing this, Nianci finally remembered there was a little one beside her. She blushed and broke free from her brother's warm embrace, walking to Li Mochou's side and asking casually, "Big brother, who is this cute little sister?" Yang Liming scratched his head, unable to speak. He couldn't very well tell his woman that he had kidnapped this little one while stealing from the Ancient Tomb Sect. His silence didn't mean Li Mochou wouldn't speak either. Although Li Mochou was a bit precocious, she was still only thirteen years old; her temper flared up quickly and subsided even faster. Seeing this obviously likable older sister praising her cuteness... Immediately, she excitedly told Mu Nianci, "Sister, my name is Li Mochou!" Then she pointed at Yang Liming, "I was brought out by that big lecherous thief when he was stealing from my house." "Stealing?" Little Nianci opened her mouth wide, looking at her older brother in confusion. *Damn it, can't you, little loli, just shut up? You're practically undermining my image in Nianci's eyes!* Yang Liming thought to himself… but he laughed and joked, "Nianci, don't listen to this little brat's nonsense. Oh! Big brother suddenly remembered something, I'll go out for a bit, you and little Mochou get to know each other better." Then he slunk away, not wanting to hear any more gossip from Li Mochou. After Yang Liming left, Mu Nianci and Li Mochou quickly became acquainted. For Li Mochou, who had never had playmates since childhood, suddenly having an older sister was naturally very exciting. And Mu Nianci, being overflowing with kindness, how could she refuse the kindness of such a cute little girl? Soon, he affectionately patted Xiao Mochou's head, calling her "sister, sister." On a moonlit night under the stars, Yang Liming practiced the Seven Star Steps in the courtyard of the Quanzhen Sect, his long sword flashing continuously. Huang Rong's sudden departure had robbed Yang Liming of all sleepiness. Full of energy, he borrowed a set of the Quanzhen Sect's Seven Star Swordplay from Ma Yu and began practicing. Previously, although he possessed considerable internal strength, he lacked matching techniques, always relying on brute force in combat. Now, as the future leader of the Quanzhen Sect, he naturally wanted to learn their martial arts. He wouldn't let this opportunity pass him by. For Yang Liming, who possessed the Quanzhen Sect's signature internal skill, the Innate Skill, the Quanzhen Sect's swordplay was easy to learn. "Hah!" Yang Liming roared, unleashing the Seven Stars Gazing at the Moon move. Infused with the Innate Skill's internal energy, he lifted a stone table with a single strike, then cleaved it in two from bottom to top. "Haha, I really am a genius!" Yang Liming smugly sheathed his longsword. He then stealthily crept towards Mu Nianci's room. For some reason, he was not only full of energy today, but also consumed by lust. He knocked on Mu Nianci's door. "Nianci, open the door! It's your big brother!" The door creaked open, and Yang Liming rushed inside. "Big brother, what's wrong?" Nianci asked, her body trembling. Although she had a rough idea why her brother was knocking on her door so late at night, she still couldn't resist opening the door and letting Yang Liming in. "Hehe, I saw Nianci's beautiful figure outside the window, and I couldn't help but want to come in," Yang Liming said, trying to please the girl. His beloved Nianci stood prettily at the head of the bed, her face flushed. She was preparing for sleep; her hair was untied, flowing down to her shapely hips. Her outer yellow robe was gone, revealing a pure white, form-fitting dress that accentuated her slender figure. Her shapely body beneath the dress was pleasing to the eye; her full breasts were incredibly alluring. Her delicate eyebrows were smiling, her cheeks flushed, and in the soft lamplight, her beautiful face shone even brighter. Yang Liming stared intently, captivated by her beauty. Nianci, noticing his fixed gaze, blushed slightly and whispered, "Brother, what...what are you looking at Nianci for?" "Nianci is so lovely and beautiful, I couldn't help but stare," Yang Liming said shamelessly. He stepped forward, embraced her slender waist, and pulled her into his arms. The faint fragrance of her hair stirred his heart, and he kissed her hair. Nianci did not resist his actions. She obediently nestled in his arms, saying, "Brother, you are Nianci's husband. Nianci... Nianci will always be yours." Seeing that Mu Nianci seemed to disapprove of his actions, Yang Liming was overjoyed. What was he waiting for? He couldn't help but press himself against her, gently kissing her two warm, moist breasts. He felt Mu Nianci's body stiffen, then go limp. Yang Liming stroked her back with both hands, his tongue tapping against her pearly teeth. Seeing her clench her teeth to prevent his tongue from interfering, he suddenly grabbed her buttocks hard. Mu Nianci cried out in pain, her jaw opening. Yang Liming seized the opportunity to conquer her, greedily sucking her sweet nectar. Slowly, Mu Nianci's body temperature began to rise rapidly, her eyes becoming hazy and alluring, her breath exhaling fragrant scents that intoxicated Yang Liming. He gently laid Mu Nianci flat on the bed, one hand rubbing her shapely, elastic body back and forth. Mu Nianci slightly opened her eyes, revealing two pools of misty light. She gently bit her lips and murmured, "Brother, cherish Nianci." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet like heavenly music, acting as an aphrodisiac, fueling Yang Liming's burning desire. He let out a low growl and kissed that crimson hue once more, casually tearing open Mu Nianci's last remaining undergarment. Her fair skin, smooth as jade, radiated a holy light, dazzlingly beautiful. Yang Liming breathed heavily, stripped off his own clothes, and, suppressing his waning reason, whispered, "Nianci, I'm coming." A cry of pain followed, and drops of blood fell. A young girl's transformation was indescribable. The dry tinder and raging fire burned tirelessly until Yang Liming's roar and Nianci's soft cry finally brought them both to their knees on the bed. Gently stroking Nianci's smooth back, whispering sweet nothings, Yang Liming knew from a modern magazine that after making love, a man should hold his lover and whisper sweet nothings to her; this would make her love him even more. A while later, just as Yang Liming and Mu Nianci were about to drift off to sleep, a clear, ethereal voice rang out from outside, "Mochou, are you hiding here? Come out quickly!" The voice had barely faded when the door was kicked open, and little Li Mochou rushed in, shouting, "Sister Mu, it's terrible! Mochou's master is here! He must be here to catch Mochou!" But upon seeing the two sleeping on the bed, she immediately covered her eyes, crying, "Ah! You lecherous thief, you're here too! I... I didn't see anything, I really didn't see anything!" Nianci felt her face burning, screamed, and shrank into Yang Liming's arms. "Damn it, you little loli, can't you knock properly?! If I hadn't already finished, I would have been scared into impotence by you!" Yang Liming thought to himself, both shaken and furious. (((Dear readers, the protagonist finally has a woman in the real sense! I wonder if you're satisfied with giving Nianci her first time? The next chapter will feature the fairy-like beauty from the gamer's version. Please shower the gamer's site with your votes, thank you!))

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Fairy Falls Off the Cliff As Yang Liming and his newlywed sister Nianci hurriedly dressed, that clear and melodious voice reached their doorway. "Mochou, your master has arrived! Aren't you coming out?" "Oh no! Why does Master always find me?" the little girl murmured, burying her face behind Nianci. "Mochou, come out!" Hearing the call from the courtyard, Yang Liming reluctantly opened the door. He couldn't keep hiding forever. As soon as the door opened, Yang Liming looked up. In the center of the courtyard stood a woman in white. Bathed in moonlight, she possessed delicate features—phoenix eyebrows, fair skin, and crimson lips. Her flawless face was as radiant as jade, her temperament refined and otherworldly. Her flowing dress made her appear like a celestial being, pure and noble, untouched by worldly concerns, as if even a glance from her would be a sin. Yang Liming was stunned, truly stunned. He stared blankly at the woman in the courtyard, as if transported back to his first encounter with Huang Rong at the tavern, his face filled with the same infatuation and disbelief. Bright eyes, fair wrists, slender feet—every feature exuded perfection. Wiping away the drool that hadn't yet appeared at the corner of his mouth, Yang Liming unconsciously uttered a phrase he'd seen on the internet: "This woman should only exist in heaven, yet why has she fallen to earth?" "Uh, mistake, I just blurted it out. This familiar look... she must be a fairy sister, right? May I ask what brings you here, sister? If you need anything, just say so." This young man intended to carry forward the traditional virtues of Duan Yu, the protagonist of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils"—calling someone "sister" the moment he saw something beautiful! The beautiful and mysterious fairy sister ignored this guy who was rambling on because he was stunned by her. Instead, she cast her seemingly icy and emotionless bright eyes directly into the house behind Yang Liming. She said calmly, "If you keep hiding, Master will really get angry." Though she said this, her expression showed no sign of anger; she remained cold and aloof. The little girl, seeing she couldn't escape, could only emerge from behind Mu Nianci with a mournful face. She timidly stepped out of the room and whispered, "Master, why are you here? Mochou missed you and was just about to go back, hehehe." Ignoring Li Mochou's deliberately ingratiating words, the fairy sister extended her jade-like hands, clad in silver gloves, towards her. She asked, "Where's the Cold Jade Bed?" "Master, that broken bed." "Oh no, it's the Cold Jade Bed." The little girl quickly corrected herself after being glanced at by the fairy sister's beautiful eyes. "It's with the great lecher." "Who's the great lecher?" Li Mochou pointed without hesitation at Yang Liming. She had betrayed him completely. "Damn it, you little wench, you're so disloyal!" Yang Liming thought to himself, looking at the fairy-like woman who was staring at him. He had completely forgotten that he had stolen the Jade Bed from someone else. "The Jade Bed was left behind by Miss, give it back to me." "Jade Bed? What Jade Bed? I don't understand, I didn't take it." Yang Liming pretended to be stupid, turning his head around randomly. Other things were fine. But the Jade Bed had already been eaten by Xiaobai like a snack. Now it was just a set of energy display data on Xiaobai's screen. Besides, even if the Jade Bed were still there, with Yang Liming's greedy nature—willing to be struck by lightning for energy—he wouldn't easily hand over a whole fifty million units of energy. "You big lecher, you're so mean! I really don't understand why you want that freezing old bed. You should give it back to my master." Hearing her disciple say this, the fairy-like woman's beautiful face showed anger for the first time. "The Jade Bed is really with you, isn't it? You Quanzhen Sect people are all bad people. Give it back to me now, or I'll have to take action for Miss's keepsake." "You lecherous scoundrel, you should listen to your master. It looks like he's really going to get angry." The little girl seemed afraid of her master for some reason. "Big brother, if you really took this sister's things, give them back to her." Mu Nianci also came to Yang Liming's side and advised him. "Damn it, even if I wanted to give it back now, I couldn't possibly produce it." He simply stubbornly refused to admit it. "I didn't take it, I didn't take it. If you don't believe me, I'll suffer a loss and let you search me, Fairy Sister. Come on, come on." He even spread his big hands open, looking very generous. "Nonsense, humph!" Fairy Sister snorted and suddenly floated towards Yang Liming like a ghost. "Oh! Wait..." Yang Liming was startled, not expecting her to attack without saying a word. Seeing her palm strike, seemingly light and airy like a fairy scattering flowers, it actually contained an extremely strong internal force, firmly locking Yang Liming in place. Left with no other choice, Yang Liming had to fully activate his internal energy to break free from her lock, pushing out with both hands. He dared not be careless. Judging from this fairy-like woman's aura, although she was far from the almost invincible feeling he had felt from Huang Yaoshi that morning, she was still much stronger than him. This proved that although she wasn't at the Innate Stage, she was at least at the Great Perfection of the Acquired Stage. Unsurprisingly, after three palm strikes, even with his superior physical abilities and late-stage Acquired Stage Innate Skill, Yang Liming still staggered back seven or eight steps before regaining his footing. Just as he regained his balance, before he could even calm the turbulent breathing in his chest, another wave of pressure came crashing down on him, barely managing to dodge it with all his might. "Damn it, this won't do," Yang Liming thought to himself. In the blink of an eye, several moves were exchanged. Yang Liming could only retreat and defend, utterly powerless to resist. "Fairy Sister, stop! It's not that I don't want to return the Jade Bed, I just can't afford it." The Fairy Sister ignored him and continued her attacks. After a few more moves, Yang Liming finally couldn't hold on any longer, and the Fairy Sister seized an opening and struck his pressure points. Seeing Yang Liming subdued, Nianci rushed forward to help, but within a single exchange, she too was rendered immobile like Yang Liming. "Mochou, you watch this woman. Master will take her to ask her some questions." After instructing Li Mochou, the Fairy Sister grabbed the immobilized Yang Liming and dashed away like lightning. In no time, she disappeared from Li Mochou and Mu Nianci's sight. The Fairy Sister took Yang Liming to a cliff in Zhongnan Mountain. The fairy sister turned to him and said coldly, "Tell me where you put Miss's Jade Bed, or I'll throw you down there." "Damn, I wondered why you brought me here so late at night, turns out it's for interrogation! But this trick really works on me." Yang Liming stared at the bottomless darkness below, swallowing hard. "But I don't believe you dare take my life before you find the Jade Bed." "Uh, fairy sister," "Don't call me fairy sister, I have my own name, I'm called Lin Yu." Before Yang Liming could finish speaking, Lin Yu interrupted him. "Alright, alright, Lin Yu sister it is. If you really still want the Jade Bed, then release my pressure points first, otherwise I'd rather die than submit." "Saying this, he tilted his head back, looking like he was about to die at any moment. Seeing his nonchalant attitude, Lin Yu realized that her anger, which had been rare since practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, was stirring up again. "You, you, fine, let me go, I'll let you go!" She tapped Yang Liming a few times. Confident in her superior martial arts skills, she wasn't afraid of him playing tricks on her on the edge of the cliff, unless he was suicidal. Now free, Yang Liming stretched his limbs and grinned at Lin Yu, "Hehe, fairy sister, actually the Jade Bed is right here..." Before he could finish writing, Yang Liming did something that shocked Lin Yu. Taking advantage of Lin Yu's focus on the words "Cold Jade Bed," he turned and jumped off the cliff. "Xiao Bai, quickly use your energy to create a parachute!" Yang Liming shouted frantically to Xiao Bai as soon as he was off the cliff. As he fell, a flash of light appeared, and a parachute pack appeared on his back. Just as he was about to open the parachute, he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his back. Looking back in mid-air, he exclaimed, "Damn it!" Yang Liming was terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat, and yelled, "Damn it, you're okay? Why did you jump down with me?!"... ((I had a bad cold today, so this chapter is a little late. I'm really sorry, please forgive me.)) ((Please recommend, favorite, and vote!)))

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Fairy's First Kiss. Yang Liming, terrified, broke out in a cold sweat and shouted, "Damn it, you're alright? Why did you jump down with me?!" "Hold me tight!" Without thinking, Yang Liming, his face sharp, twisted his waist in mid-air, turning around and grabbing the fairy sister in his arms with one hand. With the other hand, he quickly pulled open the parachute. "Ah!" Despite Lin Yuru's fairy-like composure, facing the fact that she was falling from a cliff thousands of feet high, she still instinctively cried out, her hands unconsciously tightening around Yang Liming who was holding her. "Damn it, are you out of your mind? Or am I just too charming, and you suddenly fell in love with me? Want to die with me? I've never seen such an idiotic woman!" Seeing the parachute on his back successfully open, Yang Liming breathed a sigh of relief, but a surge of anger rose within him. If it had been because of his foolish older sister that he hadn't been able to open the parachute in time, both he and she would be dead today. He roared angrily at the fairy in his arms, his tone fierce and self-righteous. Lin Yu, after being yelled at, felt a pang of grievance for the first time, her usually calm demeanor tinged with bitterness after years of practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. "Do you think I wanted to jump down with you, you brat?" If it weren't for… when Lin Yu saw Yang Liming suddenly jump off the cliff, her first thought was that he was trying to escape… I have to grab him, or I'll never find Miss's Jade Bed again. On a whim, she jumped off the cliff. Completely oblivious, she forgot where she was. It wasn't until she was completely off the cliff that she realized something was wrong. If Yang Liming knew the reason, he would definitely call her a "big-breasted, brainless fairy sister." They were indeed quite large; Yang Liming could feel it now! In his haste to hold Lin Yu in his arms, Yang Liming hadn't paid any attention to where he was holding her. Now, feeling those two intoxicatingly soft mounds in his hands, how could he not know where his wolfish claws were gripping! Pretending not to notice, he moved his claws slightly, thinking, "Hehe! Just as elastic as Nianci's, but even bigger, truly a desirable paradise!" He sighed inwardly, unaware that the fairy sister in his arms, whose once icy face was now increasingly red, her normally emotionless eyes filled with shame and anger. "You little lecher, let me go, let me go!" Lin Yu twisted and turned, trying to break free from Yang Liming's embrace. Hearing her cries, Yang Liming tightened his grip. "Are you crazy? Can't you see we're still in mid-air?" he said, glancing at the ground, at least a hundred meters away. Feeling the pressure on her breasts, which had never been touched in decades, Lin Yu's heart grew increasingly agitated. "Pfft," she spat out a mouthful of blood. The burning heat within her body intensified. "Damn it, the tranquil state of mind I've cultivated with the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra has been shattered. I can no longer control the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. I'm afraid I'm going to suffer a qi deviation." "It turns out Lin Yu's true nature wasn't so aloof. It's just that those who cultivate the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra must suppress all emotional fluctuations, like the Little Dragon Girl in *The Return of the Condor Heroes*, to truly embody the 'Jade Maiden' aspect of the sutra. But today, Lin Yu was overwhelmed and disoriented by a series of blows. With her mind in disarray, the internal energy of the Heart Sutra within her body became uncontrollable, causing a dangerous situation of qi deviation." "Hey! Fairy sister, why are you coughing up blood?" Hearing Yang Liming's shout behind her, Lin Yu thought: "Even if I die, I won't let this little lecher continue to humiliate me." She channeled the remaining, controllable inner strength within her body, and through her right arm, slammed her elbow into Yang Liming's chest. Yang Liming never expected this fairy-like woman to be so ruthless! Caught off guard, he was struck hard in the chest. "Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, Lin Yu's internal strength was limited due to her qi deviation; otherwise, Yang Liming would have suffered more than just a spit of blood and minor injuries. Even so, Yang Liming's arms, which were tightly embracing Lin Yu, were forced to loosen. "Cough cough, no!" Watching Lin Yu fall straight down, Yang Liming regained his senses, enduring the throbbing pain in his chest. He quickly reached out his right hand, barely managing to grab Lin Yu's arm. But Lin Yu was unmoved, forcefully pulling her arm away, leaving Yang Liming completely unable to touch her. "Damn it!" "Yang Liming roared. Watching a fairy-like woman fall to her death was heartbreaking! With a splash, Lin Yu landed at the bottom of the cliff, then... slowly floated back up. "Hahahaha, how come I didn't notice there was water below?" Yang Liming laughed loudly. It turned out that it was still dark, and he hadn't noticed the small pool at the bottom of the cliff, where Lin Yu had luckily landed. He quickly untied his parachute and jumped into the water. He swam quickly to his fairy sister, grabbed her, and swam towards the nearby shore. "You little lecher, let me go!" Once on land, the fairy sister in his arms became restless again, struggling to break free. However, due to the severe internal injuries caused by her qi deviation, she had no strength left. Yang Liming ignored her, one hand touching his chest, which was now aching more and more. "Damn it, who am I risking my life for! You little wench, not only are you ungrateful, but you keep giving me attitude." Yang Liming laid Lin Yu down on the ground and said, "Why do you look so weak? You seem to be badly injured." "Hmph, if it weren't for you, you little lecher, how could I have broken my mental state and gone into a qi deviation, leaving me completely powerless? And you still have the nerve to say that?" Hearing Lin Yu's words, and seeing her pretty face, which was noticeably more charming than when they first met, Yang Liming laughed. "Hahaha! This fairy sister is really naive! She has no heart to care for anyone. She even told this little lecher that she's completely powerless. Doesn't that mean this little lecher can do whatever he wants now?!" "Hehe, you really have no strength and can't move?" Yang Liming said to the fairy sister with a wicked smile. Lin Yu realized what was going on when she saw Yang Liming's smile. "You... what are you going to do?" "The fairy was both ashamed and angry, and scolded him coquettishly. Her face was stunningly beautiful, and her temperament was otherworldly. Under her rebuke, she possessed an extraordinary aura. "Sister, you are really beautiful." Yang Liming chuckled and said, "I'll touch you, you don't mind, do you? -- If you mind, I'll pretend I didn't see it." Opportunities to touch a fairy are rare, and he meant what he said. He stretched out his hand and touched her smooth, creamy face. A smooth, soft sensation like milk flowed from his fingertips. Although it was only a light touch, the feeling was indescribable, as if he had fallen into a pile of milk. If he could kiss her, wouldn't that be incredibly pleasurable? The fairy sister was groped on the face by him, and in pain and indignation, she spat out a mouthful of blood. She scolded him coquettishly, "You lecherous thief, how dare you defile me! I will make you suffer a terrible death for eternity!" "Damn, she's not afraid even in this situation, that's impressive!" Yang Liming thought. Seeing this, it seemed the fairy sister was unable to move or speak, otherwise she might have bitten her tongue off and committed suicide, which would have made him cry his eyes out. He laughed and said, "Don't scold me, don't scold me, sister, you misunderstood. I'm not a lecher. Those few strokes on your face just now were top-notch massage techniques; I wouldn't easily use them on just anyone. Judging from your reaction, it was really effective—effective enough that you'd think I was a lecher. Hehe." He added in his mind, "I really wouldn't use such top-notch massage techniques on just anyone; I only use them on beautiful women." The fairy sister gritted her teeth and said, "What exactly do you want?" "Fairy sister, don't look at me so suspiciously, I'm a good person," Yang Liming said, feigning innocence. But a quick glance revealed that the fairy sister's eyes seemed to say, "You're a good person, no way." Yang Liming was indignant. "Damn it, I saved your life, is it so hard for you to give me a 'good person' card?!" Without any intention of getting the fairy's permission, she grabbed her sister's jade hand and rubbed it against her face. "Sister, feel it. If I weren't a good person, how could I have such a righteous face?" "You little lecher, you're no good. Don't touch me with your filthy hands. You Quanzhen Sect members are all bad. Wang Chongyang was a bastard back then, and you're an even bigger bastard..." She rarely left the ancient tomb and was simple-minded. She wasn't very good at speaking, and now, filled with rage, she kept repeating "bastard" and "lecher." Yang Liming noticed that as she cursed, her white clothes, soaked from the pool, revealed a semi-transparent glimpse of her breasts, which heaved incessantly. This captivated him, who had just lost his virginity. He was completely mesmerized. As if bewitched, he let go of her jade hand and unconsciously reached towards that alluring place. The fairy sister suddenly felt two large hands pressing down on her breasts, shivered, and immediately came to her senses. She stopped cursing Yang Liming and screamed, "No!" "But what good is it?" The moment the word "no" left her lips, Yang Liming, burning with lust, sealed her mouth with a kiss. With a soft "ooh," tears streamed down her beautiful face. Her first kiss in decades came to an end... (Please vote, add to your favorites, everyone!) (I want to live, I want to live, I must survive on Qidian! Come on, vote, add to your favorites, readers!) (I spit on you... Why am I acting like Zheng Zha, that cockroach?...???) (Throw your votes at me, add to your favorites!)(Pile me up and I'll be dead, thanks!)

Chapter Thirty: The Wolf Pack With a soft "woof," tears streamed down her beautiful face. Her first kiss in decades was over. The fairy-like woman was stunned by this sudden, forceful kiss, her mind blank for a moment, even forgetting to struggle. But she quickly recovered, trying to push Yang Liming away, but she couldn't move an inch, nor could she scream. She only felt two soft lips envelop her mouth, a warm, wet tongue roaming between her teeth. The fairy-like woman clenched her teeth, determined not to let Yang Liming in, tears helplessly sliding down her face. Yang... Li Ming kissed Lin Yu while undressing her. In no time, he stripped the fairy-like woman of her transparent white dress, soaked by the pool water, from her jade-like body. Then he removed her soft underwear, revealing her snow-white, beautiful, and infinitely perfect body. A pair of full, elastic, bamboo shoot-shaped breasts stood erect before her. He left her small mouth and took a bite of the rosy nipple on her full breast. "No, you lecherous thief!" Just as Yang Li Ming was about to lean down and completely devour the fairy-like woman, a sudden pain shot through his chest, where the fairy-like woman had just injured him, snapping him back to reality. A jolt of shock ran through him. "Damn it! What am I doing? When did I develop the same ambitions as Yin Zhiping?" He sat up, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Yang Li Ming, oh Yang Li Ming, when did you become so lacking in self-control? Looking at the fairy-like woman who was about to kill him with her eyes, tears streamed down her face, her expression a mixture of grief and resolute determination. A pang of guilt shot through him. "Damn it, thank goodness I let her go early, otherwise, judging from her expression, she might have really bitten her tongue off and committed suicide." He looked at Sister Lin Yu sheepishly and chuckled. "Uh, Sister Lin Yu, I'm so sorry! Actually, I wasn't being indecent to you just now. I have a hobby, which is studying the human body. When I saw how good your figure was, I couldn't help but compare it with mine. And it really is different! Look, your body is indeed much better looking than mine. Hehehe." After hearing his nonsense, the fairy sister only said fiercely, "You lecherous scoundrel, I, Lin Yu, swear that as long as I live, I will take your dog's life." Then she closed her eyes, ignoring Yang Liming completely. She didn't care about her naked body, seemingly not considering Yang Liming, who was staring at her, as a man. Yang Liming awkwardly scratched his head and asked Xiaobai to conjure two sets of clothes identical to the two sets he and Lin Yu had worn, which were soaked. He helped them change. Looking at the fairy-like woman who still had her eyes closed, offering no resistance as he dressed her, Yang Liming reassured himself, "I'm just worried she'll catch a cold if she's not dressed, not taking advantage of her. I'm a pure person, that's absolutely true!" Just as Yang Liming finished dressing Lin Yu, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. A sense of extreme danger surged through him. He turned around warily, looking behind him. At the same time, Lin Yu seemed to sense something too, quickly opening her eyes and looking behind Yang Liming. "My God!" Yang Liming gasped. He saw hundreds of lanterns floating in mid-air. He wasn't naive enough to think they were will-o'-the-wisps. He cursed inwardly, "Damn the Quanzhen Sect! How can there be such a large pack of wolves in your back mountain? You Taoist priests are so irresponsible! What if you scare our guests? As the new sect leader, I'll definitely give you a good talking-to when we get back!" He scooped up the immobile fairy sister from the ground and ran. For one person, a lone wolf might not be so scary. But a pack of wolves is a different story. "Ten wolves dare to challenge a tiger," meaning ten wolves dare to bully a fierce tiger. But Yang Liming was facing far more than ten! After running a few steps, Yang Liming retreated, still holding the fairy sister in his arms. He realized that the wolves had surrounded them without him noticing. "Damn! Are these beasts even human? They're so clever, knowing to lie in wait around their prey." "Hehe, fairy sister, it seems we're destined to be a pair of lovebirds! What, happy?" Lin Yu, seeing him still joking at this point, could no longer remain silent. She glared at him with her beautiful eyes and said coldly, "If you're scared, then run for your life. I don't need your help. If you're alone, you still have a chance to escape." "Sister, you're joking. If I leave you behind, you'll be wolf food." As the two spoke, several wolves pounced on them. A flash of light appeared in Yang Liming's hand, and a long sword materialized. (Xiaobai in disguise) unleashed a move called Seven Stars Gazing at the Moon, infused with the internal energy of innate skill, cleaving the early birds in two. Wolf blood splattered everywhere. "Woof!" Seeing their companions easily killed by their prey, the wolf pack showed no fear or chaos. Instead, they howled in unison. Then, more orderly than the world's best army, they launched a full-scale attack on Yang Liming and the fairy sister. A sense of danger made Yang Liming unconsciously activate his Asura Demon Eye. Although Xiaobai had told him that the Asura Demon Eye was ineffective against animals because their brains differed from humans and couldn't receive the hypnotic waves emitted by the Asura Demon Eye, Yang Liming wasn't activating it to hypnotize the wolves, but rather... To hypnotize himself, to calm himself, to suppress any fear, and to face the wolf pack with the best possible mindset, seven or eight dark figures leaped into the air, howling as they charged. Yang Liming swiftly raised his sword, decapitating the two leading wolves. He dodged the claws and fangs of the others, then turned and charged towards the east of the pack. He knew that if he fought the wolves to the end, he would surely die from exhaustion. The best course of action was to carry the immobile Fairy Sister to a tall enough tree for refuge. The nearest tree to him in the east was the best choice. He channeled his full power of innate energy into his longsword, the sword flashing continuously, keeping the hungry wolves at bay from all directions. Like a meat grinder, he plunged headlong into the eastern wolf pack. Instantly, the wolves howled in agony, their eyes gleaming from activating their Asura Demon Eyes. The blood-red roars of Yang Liming intertwined with a cacophony of fury. With each step he took, several wolf carcasses fell. He himself sustained numerous wounds. After all, wolves surrounded him on all sides. Having not reached the Innate Realm, he couldn't possibly see and hear everything. There were bound to be times when he couldn't attend to everyone. However, Lin Yu in his arms remained unharmed, largely because she had shielded Yang Liming from most of his wounds while he remained immobile. Just as Yang Liming reached the base of the large tree, a white shadow suddenly emerged from the tall grass to his left, lunging at Lin Yu in his arms. At that very moment, Yang Liming had just plunged his sword into another wolf's body. Seeing that Lin Yu had no way to dodge, he resorted to his old method: Yang Liming turned, shielding Lin Yu with his back from the blow. With a tearing sound, his back... The sound of muscles tearing echoed. The excruciating pain told Yang Liming that blocking the attack had seriously injured him. He quickly used his Asura Demon Eye to hypnotize himself, forgetting the pain in his back, and swung his sword to kill the attacker. He then used a Seven Star Great Return Slash to temporarily repel the wolves around him. He then threw away his sword, gathered his inner energy, and attached it to a large tree, climbing upwards at top speed. Only when he reached the top of the tree did Yang Liming relax. He dispelled the Asura Demon Eye; it was far too draining on his mental energy. He was now feeling dizzy. He secretly sighed, realizing that adding the Asura Demon Eye bloodline to himself was definitely the right thing to do; otherwise, he probably would have been scared to death by today's scene. Looking at the wolves still refusing to retreat below the tree, he looked up and smiled at Lin Yu, "My beautiful fairy sister, it seems we won't die today. Hey! Why are you looking at me with tears in your eyes? Are you moved and have fallen for me? It's alright, just say so." "Hehehehe." Lin Yu saw his pale face from blood loss and didn't bother with his nonsense. Instead, she tearfully said softly, "Why? Why did you get hurt like this for me? Don't you know that doing this could very well kill you? Aren't you men always selfish? Wouldn't it be better for you to leave me behind?" "What? What? Why? What? Men are always selfish?" Yang Liming pressed some acupoints to stop the bleeding. After taking the medicine that Xiaobai had conjured up to treat his external injuries, he looked at the somewhat abnormal fairy sister with a questioning expression... (((Please recommend and collect! I'm begging you all!)) (((Where will Yang Liming go after The Legend of the Condor Heroes? I'm still hesitant. If you have time, please give me some advice, thank you!)) (((Please collect, please recommend, please click!)))))

Chapter 31: Practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Together "It's nothing. Thank you, you little lecher. I've decided I won't chase you anymore," Lin Yu shook her head, then surprisingly smiled and thanked Yang Liming. "Heavens! Fairy sister, you actually smiled! Are you sure you're alright?" Yang Liming was so shocked to see Lin Yu smiling and talking to his sworn enemy that he almost fell off the tree. "What, do you want me to be in trouble?" Lin Yu feigned anger. "No, no, how could I want something to happen to such a beautiful fairy sister like you? I just wanted to say, don't you hate me for molesting you?" Yang Liming waved his hands repeatedly. Hearing the word "molested," Lin Yu's pretty face flushed red. She quickly turned her head away, not daring to look at Yang Liming's lecherous face again. She muttered to herself, "You little lecher, didn't you just say you were studying human anatomy? Well, that's fine then. You've gotten off easy, you little thief." But in her heart, she thought of her mistress, Lin Chaoying, and the scene of their conversation before her death. "Yu'er, my time is running out! There's something I must make clear to you. The final level of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra requires a man and a woman to practice together, transforming the heartless into the compassionate. You must listen to your mistress. Only practice with a man you love in the future. Never practice alone, or you will surely suffer a qi deviation and die." "I don't want to, mistress! Men are all the same! That Wang Chongyang treated you like that! Even if I live a lonely life, I will never marry. I want to stay in the Ancient Tomb forever with you, mistress. Waaah... Mistress, please don't die!" "Hehe, you silly child, everyone dies eventually. What difference does it make whether you die early or late? If you still consider me your mistress, remember this: if one day a man is willing to risk his life for you, no matter the reason, even if it's just because of your beauty, you should treat him well. Don't end up like me, living a lonely life and dying in this cold Ancient Tomb." Thinking of this, Lin Yu's face stopped blushing, and she turned back to look at Yang Liming with those beautiful eyes that could drive any man mad. "My goodness! Why do these fairy-like eyes look so familiar? Haha! Fighting for a beauty really does pay off!" Yang Liming excitedly shouted in his heart. The two chatted in the tree, Yang Liming constantly teasing Lin Yu. Time passed quickly. As dawn broke, the wolves that had lingered below the tree finally lost patience and left their sight. Yang Liming jumped down from the tree, making a hugging gesture towards Lin Yu, saying, "Hehe, sister, we've gotten so familiar just now. You can't move, so you don't mind if your little brother hugs you, right?" This was purely a pointless question. Lin Yu couldn't move at all, and although she was shy, how could she possibly refuse! He wrapped his arm around Lin Yu's legs, and with his other hand, he placed her on her waist, pulling her to his chest. The moment their bodies touched, especially when she felt her chest pressing against Yang Liming's chest, Lin Yu immediately abandoned her fairy-like demeanor with embarrassment. Lin Yu buried her head in Yang Liming's arms, like an ostrich, unwilling to show her face. Seeing her like this, Yang Liming laughed heartily and headed towards the Quanzhen Sect's mountain peak. The Quanzhen Sect was the only building on Zhongnan Mountain, quite conspicuous. Yang Liming simply followed the general direction and quickly led Lin Yu out of the back mountain, which was even further back than the Ancient Tomb. They saw the Great Dao Temple on the other side of Zhongnan Mountain. Back at the Quanzhen Sect, Yang Liming carried Lin Yu to the place where Lin Yu had taken him. He found it deserted; Nianci, whose acupoints had been sealed, and the little girl guard Li Mochou were both gone. Yang Liming thought: Could it be that Nianci's acupoints have been released and she ran out to find me? Possibly. I'll go check with my parents-in-law and the Seven Masters of Quanzhen first. Nianci witnessed me being captured by Lin Yu; she'll definitely go to them for help. Thinking this, Yang Liming went to Bao Xiruo and Yang Tiexin's room. However, Yang Liming hadn't expected that he couldn't find not only his parents-in-law and the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, but even Xiaolongnu and Long'er. "Strange? Where did they all go?" He slapped his head. "Idiot, why didn't you ask those young Taoist priests?" He randomly stopped a Taoist priest of about 20 years old. "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, do you know where Master Qiu and the others went?" The Taoist priest, initially displeased that someone was blocking his way with a woman in his arms, looked like he was about to yell at him. But upon closer inspection of Yang Liming, his expression immediately changed. His face was full of admiration and respect. "Oh, so it's Uncle Yang. Zhijing greets Uncle." It turned out that this person was Zhao Zhijing, who had just been released from his punishment of cleaning toilets by Qiu Chuji. As soon as he returned, he heard that Yin Zhiping, his biggest rival among the three generations of senior disciples, had not only been expelled from the Quanzhen sect by his seven senior uncles but had also had his limbs broken. Overjoyed, Yang Liming didn't forget to inquire with his master, Wang Chuyi, about the misdeeds Yin Zhiping had committed and the powerful figures he had offended, leading to his current predicament. Wang Chuyi, of course, told him about his new, younger uncle who would soon inherit the position of sect leader. Seeing Yang Liming's current demeanor, which perfectly matched his master's description of the future sect leader uncle, Yang Liming, knowing his own petty nature, dared not offend him. He quickly feigned respect and bowed. Upon hearing his self-introduction, Yang Liming knew this guy was a future villain on par with Yin Zhiping. He wondered whether, once he became sect leader, he would steam or braise this despicable traitor. However, he remained polite. After learning that all his uncles had gone to the ancient tomb in the back mountain to find him, he asked Yang Liming to lead the way. Throughout the journey, Zhao Zhijing, driven by a strong desire for power, showered Yang Liming, the future leader, with flattery. His admiration for Zhao was boundless, like a surging river. He even claimed that with Uncle-Master Yang, the Quanzhen Sect would surely flourish. If Yang Liming hadn't known Zhao's true nature, he might have been fooled and taken him for a confidant! Soon, Yang Liming arrived at the site of the ancient tomb in the back mountains of Quanzhen. Sure enough, he saw the Seven Masters of Quanzhen there, facing the tomb, hesitant and unsure whether to enter. Yang Liming knew they were in a dilemma; they dared not violate Wang Chongyang's dying wish that Quanzhen disciples not enter the forbidden area of the ancient tomb, yet they couldn't abandon their junior brother. Seeing that the seven were acting out of concern for him, Yang Liming couldn't bear to see them anxious. He quickly approached them from behind, smiling, and said, "Greetings, fellow disciples! Are you looking for your junior brother?" "Junior Brother!" "Junior Brother Yang!" the seven exclaimed excitedly. Yang Liming was slightly touched. Perhaps they cared about him because of Wang Chongyang, but it was still concern. "Junior Brother Yang, I heard you were captured by Miss Lin, how come... Eh! Miss Lin, you... how come you're being held by my junior brother?" At this moment, the impatient Qiu Chuji exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Lin Yu in Yang Liming's arms. There was a clear hint of bitterness in his tone. The other six disciples looked on with puzzled expressions. Yang Liming and Lin Yu asked, "How...how..." When they were young, because of their master Wang Chongyang's relationship with Lin Chaoying, they naturally knew Lin Yu, the maidservant who served Lin Chaoying. Lin Yu was an orphan adopted by Lin Chaoying when she was traveling the martial world. Although she always called Lin Chaoying "Miss," she considered her mother deep down. She deeply respected Lin Chaoying and therefore felt deeply for her suffering. She witnessed Wang Chongyang's heartlessness towards her mistress and harbored hatred for the Quanzhen Sect. The sect rule of spitting on Wang Chongyang's portrait was a way she devised to vent her anger. Therefore, she didn't give the Seven Masters of Quanzhen a friendly look and said coldly, "Why I'm lying in the arms of a little thief is none of your business, you stinking Taoists." She was giving Yang Liming face by not calling him a "little lecher" in front of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. She omitted the word "lecher." The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were speechless for a moment, but they seemed to know her temper or were used to her attitude. Even Qiu Chuji and Sun Bu'er, who had the worst tempers, showed no displeasure. After ridiculing the Seven Masters, Lin Yu turned to Yang Liming in a soft tone and said, "Little thief, carry me to the Ancient Tomb. Will you heal my wounds?" "What! Miss Lin, you're injured? How serious is it? Come to our Chongyang Palace, and let a few of our fellow disciples take a look at you!" Upon hearing that Lin Yu was injured, Qiu Chuji immediately exclaimed, his tone filled with anxiety. Lin Yu and the Seven Sons were of the same generation, and she was as beautiful as a celestial being. In their youth, which of Qiu Chuji and the others, except for Sun Bu'er, hadn't harbored feelings for her? Qiu Chuji was the most deeply infatuated among them. However, Lin Yu not only ignored them all but also loathed them. Furthermore, since they were all Taoist monks, they couldn't suppress their feelings. Hearing Qiu Chuji's words, Lin Yu remained unmoved, saying indifferently, "Whether I'm injured or not has nothing to do with your Quanzhen Sect. It's none of your business. Just let this little thief heal my wounds." Seeing her refusal, Qiu Chuji still wouldn't give up. He said urgently, "Miss Lin, you're injured, how can I not care?" I...I...I...At this moment, Hou Sun Bu'er, seeing her senior brother's attitude, couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward, saying, "Senior brother, since they don't appreciate it, why force it?" "Sigh..." Hearing his junior sister's words, Qiu Chuji sighed dejectedly. Yang Liming saw Qiu Chuji's behavior. He had once been forced by his mother to be addicted to modern Korean dramas.It was all his fault. How could he not see through his intentions? He thought smugly, "Sorry, Brother Qiu. The Fairy Sister is now officially a member of the Yang family. Hehehe..." "Brothers, where are Nianci and my parents-in-law?" Yang Liming asked the Seven Masters of Quanzhen with some concern, remembering the people he hadn't yet met. "Oh, don't worry, Junior Brother, since Miss Nianci and Brother Yang Tiexin aren't disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, they've already gone into the Ancient Tomb to find you," Ma Yu explained for Yang Liming. "Oh, so they've all gone to the Ancient Tomb. Then I'll go find them first, and also heal Sister Lin Yu in my arms," the senior brothers chatted. After saying this, they entered the forbidden area of the Ancient Tomb. The Seven Masters of Quanzhen initially said, "Take care, Junior Brother," but suddenly felt something was wrong, though they couldn't quite put their finger on it. Only when Yang Liming had completely disappeared from their sight did Ma Yu suddenly exclaim, "Oh dear! We all forgot that Junior Brother Yang is now a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. He can't set foot in the forbidden area of the Ancient Tomb!" The others, upon hearing this, immediately tried to chase after Yang Liming, but he was already nowhere in the forbidden area. Unable to enter themselves, they anxiously channeled their inner energy into their voices, calling for Yang Liming to return. Hearing the calls of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen from afar, Yang Liming chuckled inwardly. His foolish senior brothers had been so easily fooled. Was this the legendary result of becoming foolish from cultivating Taoism? Hahahaha. It was truly hilarious! After laughing for a while, he said to Lin Yu, "Sister, you said I can heal your injuries, but how exactly?" Unexpectedly, upon hearing his question, Lin Yu's pretty, mature face suddenly flushed red, and her bright eyes flickered. She said in a low, trembling voice, "As long as... as long as we practice the final level of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra together... that's enough." Her voice trailed off. When Yang Liming first heard her words, he thought, "It's just practicing together, what's there to be shy about?" But then he suddenly remembered that in The Return of the Condor Heroes, it was mentioned that practicing the final level of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra required a man and a woman to practice together, and both of them had to be naked. Thinking of this, Yang Liming felt a surge of trembling excitement. A wicked lewd smile crept into his mind. "Could it be... that the fairy sister... she wouldn't... hehehehehe..." 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Chapter Thirty-Two: Turning Ruthlessness into Compassion "Grandma Sun, why haven't Master and the lecherous thief appeared yet? Where did they go? Look, Sister Mu is crying." As Yang Liming and Lin Yu approached the ancient tomb, they heard the little girl's clear, still slightly childish voice. Then, an aged voice said, "Don't worry, Miss Mu, I've followed you for so many years, I know she's a cold-on-the-outside-but-warm-on-the-inside person. She won't really do anything to Young Master Yang." Upon hearing this aged voice, Yang Liming knew it must be the kind-hearted but stern-faced Granny Sun from *The Return of the Condor Heroes*. Approaching, he saw an ugly old woman with slap marks on her face comforting Nianci, whose face was streaked with tears. Bao Xiruo and Yang Tiexin, holding the still-babbling Little Dragon Girl, were also standing at the tomb entrance. The first to spot Yang Liming was the energetic little girl, Li Mochou, whose bright, adorable eyes darted around. She jumped up, "Ah! Look! It's the lecherous thief and Master!" "Big Brother!" Nianci rushed into Yang Liming's arms, her eyes brimming with tears. Seeing how haggard she looked after only one night, Yang Liming understood how worried she had been. He felt both touched and heartbroken. He quickly half-embraced Lin Yu with his right hand, freeing his left hand to pull her into his left chest. Seeing Nianci trembling in his arms, she cried, "Big Brother, I thought...you...you thought Big Brother was killed by the Fairy Sister, right? Hehe, silly girl, with a wife like you at home, how could I bear to let anything happen to me?" He said, tenderly kissing her forehead and then wiping away the tears from her eyes. "Cough cough," Yang Tiexin was also very happy to see Yang Liming return safely. But seeing his son-in-law and daughter being affectionate in front of so many people, he still couldn't help but remind them, "Master, why are you sleeping in the arms of that lecherous thief like Sister Mu?" "The little girl suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Hearing her words, Mu Nianci realized that there was another person in Yang Liming's arms. Upon closer inspection, it was the woman who had chased her elder brother last night. She stammered, "Elder brother, she..." At the same time, Granny Sun also anxiously asked Lin Yu, "Miss, what's wrong? You look injured." "Hahaha, Nianci, let me introduce you. This is my sister Lin Yu. You should call her sister from now on." Upon hearing this, Nianci didn't bother to ask what the relationship was between her lover and this suddenly appearing sister. She calmly and generously called her sister. Anyway, as long as she could stay by her elder brother's side, that was fine. How many women her elder brother had was his business. Afterwards, Yang Liming explained Lin Yu's injuries to everyone and said that he would treat her quickly. Then he and everyone entered the ancient tomb. He asked Granny Sun and the others to wait in a stone chamber. He carried Lin Yu into another stone chamber. Yang Liming pretended not to know how to practice the last level of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra and anxiously asked Lin Yu, "Sister, how can I heal you?" He found Lin Yu staring blankly at him, her pupils unfocused, lost in thought. "Hey, sister, sister, what are you daydreaming about? Tell me how to heal your wounds!" Lin Yu suddenly snapped out of her daze, her face flushed, her beautiful eyes darting around in a flustered manner, at a loss. This was somewhat like a bride on her wedding night, hesitant and coy. "Little thief, do you like me? If not, I'd rather you not heal me. Let me be a cripple for life." Yang Liming thought to himself, "Here it comes. I have to make a good impression this time. Otherwise, I'll never get to date this goddess-like woman." He excitedly patted his chest and said, "Fairy sister, I like you, I like you so much! How could I bear to let you be a cripple for life?" Lin Yu seemed pleased by his words and smiled slightly. "Then, little thief, are you willing to die for me?" "I don't want to," Yang Liming said, then looked at Lin Yu, whose face had turned deathly pale. He quickly added, "I only wish to live with my sister. If I must die, let me die before her." Hearing Yang Liming's modern-style confession, Lin Yu's eyes reddened as she looked at him and said, "You naughty little thief, always making fun of my sister!" She paused, then added, "Fine, you've passed. The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra is in an angel on the west wall. Go get it and take a good look; you'll understand how to heal me." "Hehe, sister, no need. I have the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra here too," he said, reaching into his robes and pulling out the image of the sutra he had copied when he kidnapped Li Mochou last time. Lin Yu's face flushed crimson at the sight of the image. She thought to herself, "How does this little thief have the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra? Does that mean he already knew that healing required both of our clothes...? That wicked guy dared to lie to me!" "In a fit of shame and anger, she snapped, 'You really are a little thief, a wicked little thief who steals things!'" Yang Liming was secretly delighted to see her like this. He found himself enjoying looking at the once aloof and ethereal fairy sister now blushing. He said shamelessly, "Since I've already seen your body, what's wrong with seeing it again? If you feel it's a loss, I'll let you see mine too." With that, he quickly stripped himself naked. Lin Yu never expected him to be so shameless. She quickly turned her eyes away, angrily calling out, "You little lecher, you little lecher!" "Hehe, sister. This little lecher will take yours off too!" "Saying this, he started to act. Lin Yu simply turned her shy head to the side, not daring to look. She let him explore her soft, boneless body. Soon, Yang Liming smoothly untied Lin Yu's belt and helped her remove her outer garment, inner garment, and even her undergarments, leaving her completely naked. Even her only modesty underpants were gone, leaving her truly naked. Actually, to cultivate the final level of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, one only needs to remove the upper body to dissipate heat in time; there's no need to remove the lower body as well. However, Yang Liming completely disregarded this. For him, not taking advantage of such an opportunity would make him an idiot. Anyway, Lin Yu didn't object. During this time, there were bound to be bumps and bruises. One moment he touched her waist, the next her chest, making Lin Yu's face flush." Her face was as red as a boiled crab, yet she was helpless. After all, she had already decided in her heart that she had chosen Yang Liming. After they undressed, Yang Liming arranged the naked Lin Yu in a cross-legged sitting position. During this time, his hand accidentally and coincidentally pressed against the warm, furry area between her legs. Lin Yu immediately felt as if she had been electrocuted, her whole body trembling. An indescribable feeling arose in her heart, like a kitten scratching at her heart, both itchy and unsettling. Yang Liming, who had just experienced intimacy, instantly knew that he had touched a woman's true forbidden zone, and his desire surged. He shook his head vigorously. Reason told him that healing Lin Yu's wounds was the priority. He had to calm down, and calm down even more. Yang Liming recited in his heart, "My heart is pure and clear, even if the sky falls, I will not be alarmed." This prevented him from turning into a beast in heat and pouncing on Lin Yu, the little white lamb. He sat down, extended his hands in front of him, and pressed his palms against Lin Yu's. They exchanged their strength. Two hours later, the two simultaneously finished their practice. Lin Yu's injuries, aided by Yang Liming's internal energy, had long since been completely healed, and she had successfully completed the final level of the *Jade Maiden Heart Sutra*. Yang Liming felt his own internal energy seem to have increased again, faintly showing signs of breaking through to the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm. "Just a little bit short," Yang Liming thought regretfully. Ever since he learned that Little White could only increase his power with the Great Rejuvenation Pill, Yang Liming had been extremely anxious about increasing his power! (Xiao Bai was created by the Atlantis civilization, so she can only transform into things that the Atlantis civilization possesses. The Atlantis civilization is a technologically advanced race, so naturally they rarely have the power-enhancing pills that only martial artists and cultivators have. Xiao Bai being able to transform into a Great Rejuvenation Pill is already quite impressive. Yang Liming only learned this from Xiao Bai after Huang Yaoshi left. At the time, he complained greatly about why Xiao Bai hadn't told him sooner. Xiao Bai's reply was, "You didn't ask me." "Peng!" Yang Liming was so shocked he fainted.) Yang Liming opened his eyes and saw that the fairy sister's face was no longer cold, but instead full of smiles. He murmured, "Sister, you look even more beautiful than before. And how did you become so young?" Lin Yu gave a soft snort. "What? Was I really that old?" Then, looking aggrieved, she added, "Yeah, I'm forty years old. Of course I'm old." Yang Liming quickly waved his hand, "No way! That bastard said I'm old. He doesn't want to live anymore. I mean, I used to look like I was in my twenties. Now I look no more than twenty." Yang Liming wasn't lying. It was true. Perhaps it was because the people of the Ancient Tomb cultivated the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra that they weren't afraid of aging. Lin Yu was like that. The Little Dragon Girl in The Return of the Condor Heroes was the same. Seeing Yang Liming's nervous explanation, Lin Yu happily tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek. Then, blushing, she quickly withdrew, saying, "Thank you, you little lecher. You just helped me cultivate the final level of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, 'Transforming Indifference into Compassion,' so I don't have to have a cold face every day anymore." ... ((Dear readers, please vote, please favorite, please recommend, please recommend, please use your favorites and recommendations as bullets to kill me!)))

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